Living, loving, forgetting, chapter 1
My name is Jade, Jade Alex Merra to be exact. This is my hell.
***
"Bye Sam." I waved to my boss. "My shift is FINALLY over!" I said to myself while leaving the restaurant I've worked at for the past 9 months, as a waitress.
As I got in my car I remembered the fight me and Nick had been in that morning over something stupid, again. I shook it off and told myself that he's probably over it by now. As I pulled up to the parking spot at our small apartment, I noticed Liz, my best friend, was there. "That's odd," I muttered to myself.
I went up the cramped staircase to apartment number 24, got out my keys and opened the door. I heard weird noises coming from the bedroom and went to investigate. Only to find Liz and Nick going at it.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT THE HELL!" I stood there in shock at what I had just seen.
"Oh shit" Liz said as she climbed off of Nick.
"Nick! Liz! What the fuck, in my own house!"
"Fuck," Nick said as he looked at me.
"I loved you," I screamed at him, I only realized what I had said after those three words escaped my mouth.
"What, you-you what?" he said, looking confused.
"That's right Nick, I loved you, but to come home and find you fucking my best friend has changed it all!"
"Jade, will you wait one fucking moment and let me explain?" he said as he ran toward me."
"No, you fucking asshole! You fuck everything up, I don't know how I could have even let myself fall for you and your lies." I yelled as a tear escaped my deep blue eyes. "Just go the fuck away and don't ever call me, I hope you burn in fucking hell with your whore!"
"Bitch, at least she fucking puts out, unlike you." he screamed as he slapped me across my already red cheek.
"Fuck you!" I said, pushing him away.
As I went outside to meet the cold rain, I began to run. The rain splashed on the
Ground and I just kept running, not looking back, but not in fear, in an attempt to forget him, and how he hurt me for the past 3 years. As I began to get tired I slowed down and that lead to me crashing on the hard ground. I laid there for a few minutes, thinking of all the times Nick had fucked my life up. Right then and there I decided that I was never coming back to this place, I was leaving New York forever.
"Fucking hell, I hate him, I just hate him!" I screamed, to myself and the rain. I decided that if I was going to leave I needed to get my things from our apartment.
I pulled myself off the ground, and slowly walked home. I reached my door for the second time that night and opened it. There was no sign of Nick or Liz, which was a good thing cause I couldn't deal with them at the moment. I grabbed my cd's, a few clothes, and other things with value only to me, and walked out the door.
I threw my shit into the car, put the keys into the ignition and began to drive, not knowing where I was going.
(3 hours later)
"This is the city of the dead
As we lie side by side in bed
I'd do something else instead
But it is the city of the dead," I sang my favorite song by The Clash just as I passed another dead animal on the road.
"What we wear is dangerous gear
It'll get you picked on anywhere
Though we get beat up we don't care
At least it livens up the air
But some days we hide inside
All courage gone and paralyzed
Sniff that wind of ugly tension
Today the jerks have got aggression
It is the city of the dead," as I ended the song, I noticed three guys on the side of the road walking. One of them looked up at me and even from far away I could see his piercing green eyes. Right then my heart skipped a beat.
***
"Bye Sam." I waved to my boss. "My shift is FINALLY over!" I said to myself while leaving the restaurant I've worked at for the past 9 months, as a waitress.
As I got in my car I remembered the fight me and Nick had been in that morning over something stupid, again. I shook it off and told myself that he's probably over it by now. As I pulled up to the parking spot at our small apartment, I noticed Liz, my best friend, was there. "That's odd," I muttered to myself.
I went up the cramped staircase to apartment number 24, got out my keys and opened the door. I heard weird noises coming from the bedroom and went to investigate. Only to find Liz and Nick going at it.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, WHAT THE HELL!" I stood there in shock at what I had just seen.
"Oh shit" Liz said as she climbed off of Nick.
"Nick! Liz! What the fuck, in my own house!"
"Fuck," Nick said as he looked at me.
"I loved you," I screamed at him, I only realized what I had said after those three words escaped my mouth.
"What, you-you what?" he said, looking confused.
"That's right Nick, I loved you, but to come home and find you fucking my best friend has changed it all!"
"Jade, will you wait one fucking moment and let me explain?" he said as he ran toward me."
"No, you fucking asshole! You fuck everything up, I don't know how I could have even let myself fall for you and your lies." I yelled as a tear escaped my deep blue eyes. "Just go the fuck away and don't ever call me, I hope you burn in fucking hell with your whore!"
"Bitch, at least she fucking puts out, unlike you." he screamed as he slapped me across my already red cheek.
"Fuck you!" I said, pushing him away.
As I went outside to meet the cold rain, I began to run. The rain splashed on the
Ground and I just kept running, not looking back, but not in fear, in an attempt to forget him, and how he hurt me for the past 3 years. As I began to get tired I slowed down and that lead to me crashing on the hard ground. I laid there for a few minutes, thinking of all the times Nick had fucked my life up. Right then and there I decided that I was never coming back to this place, I was leaving New York forever.
"Fucking hell, I hate him, I just hate him!" I screamed, to myself and the rain. I decided that if I was going to leave I needed to get my things from our apartment.
I pulled myself off the ground, and slowly walked home. I reached my door for the second time that night and opened it. There was no sign of Nick or Liz, which was a good thing cause I couldn't deal with them at the moment. I grabbed my cd's, a few clothes, and other things with value only to me, and walked out the door.
I threw my shit into the car, put the keys into the ignition and began to drive, not knowing where I was going.
(3 hours later)
"This is the city of the dead
As we lie side by side in bed
I'd do something else instead
But it is the city of the dead," I sang my favorite song by The Clash just as I passed another dead animal on the road.
"What we wear is dangerous gear
It'll get you picked on anywhere
Though we get beat up we don't care
At least it livens up the air
But some days we hide inside
All courage gone and paralyzed
Sniff that wind of ugly tension
Today the jerks have got aggression
It is the city of the dead," as I ended the song, I noticed three guys on the side of the road walking. One of them looked up at me and even from far away I could see his piercing green eyes. Right then my heart skipped a beat.
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